Ch9-int Huaco Mundo 3

Josh Groban hummed along as he listened in to the story. Ulquiorra could paint a picture with his words.

"I see," He remarked bored with the result, not that he'd expected much out of Nelleil, but her not lifting a single finger against the shinigami was a new low. The man's eyes quickly widened as his brow furrowed. "The shinigami just let her go?" He questioned quickly.

Ulquiorra nodded quickly. "I do not know why, all I saw was a shadow protecting her, likely a pacifist of sorts."

He nodded passively, "Right... Who does that leave... What about Harribel?"

"I saw even less there." Ulquiorra's answer was, thankfully, to the point.

Josh Raised an eyebrow at the words. "What do you mean?"

"The vision ends abruptly."

Josh quirked an eyebrow at the words. "What?" He quickly asked for more information-

Ulquiorra's expression didn't budge. "The vision ends abruptly."

"I wasn't asking yo- What do you mean it ends abruptly?" He held in the sigh that threatened to leave.

Ulquiorra tilted his head the slightest. "I do not know, though it is remarkably similar to my attempted view of Barragan's future."

Josh Groban closed his eyes minutely at the words.

"Do these people not understand why the balance is important?" He questioned to no one in particular before a third voice quickly joined them.

"As always... Vastly overestimating these soul reapers..." The silky voice suddenly swept into the room, earning a frustrated groan from the man on the throne and no reaction from his dragon.

"Hello Boss-sama~" The higher-pitched voice continued on as the pink-haired man entered the room, his signature purple tattoo surrounding a widened amber eye.

Josh Groban held in the groan that threatened to escape. "Stop calling me that..." He demanded for the hundredth time.

"Sure thing Lord Boss Groban." The man remarked as he flicked his hair back, one finger tapping the side of his head.

"What do you want Grantz?"

The man put a finger on his lip as he processed the question before his smile widened as he quickly clapped his hands.

Josh Groban raised an eyebrow when two egg shaped -Espada quickly walked in, ontop of both of their shoulders-

He closed his eyes the moment they landed on the two battered +Espada, one Eren Jaegerjaquez and one Misog- Nnoitra Gilga... Both in their released states and both missing half their limbs...

"They were throwing up a fuss. I was having tea. You understand."

Josh rubbed the bridge of his nose at the words. "Grow their arms back and throw both of them in the dungeon,"

"The same cell yes?"

"Of course not!"

"Got it Boss-sama!"

Josh twitched as he eyed the irritatingly useful +Espada before him.

"Say Ulqie~" Szayel quickly turned on his feet to face the other +Espada in the room.

Josh hid the sigh he released at the shifted attention.

"I couldn't help but overhear you talking about the future-" Grants had started before the only unreleased espada in the room quickly interrupted him. Evidently knowing what he was going to ask.

"Yes, you defect again." Ulquiorra deadpanned.

Again!? Josh thought to himself, ignoring the bead of sweat that started to roll down his head.

Szayel's face quickly lit up at the words as he clapped his hands. "Woo! Bullet dodged, amiright Boss-sama!?" He finished as he turned back towards him, flashing him a massive smile.

"Get out." Josh remarked through grit teeth as he considered introducing himself to Soul Society, if only to get away from Huaco Mundo.

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Author Notes: Last interlude for this chapter. Hope you enjoyed! Don't forget to leave feedback!

Edit: Added three extra lines.